bullyxtreme Chapter 661 Gullah Market
Chapter 661 Gullah Market
When we came inside the market, the people around us still wore ethnic styles.
At this kind of market, Lin Ran changed into the mentality of a tourist, feeling like shopping in a yurt on the grassland.
Since Xu Ning wanted to buy a gift for his girlfriend, he also showed great enthusiasm.
Unexpectedly, he was still a sultry man. He found a girlfriend without saying a word and even looked for opportunities to give gifts. As expected, a person cannot be judged by his appearance.
This gift was extraordinary, and Lin Ran decided to give him a trump card.
The market is not far from where they live, and it only takes 10 minutes to walk.
His first impression of the market area was that of extremely crude stalls. There was even a piece of cloth placed in front of the carriage with cheap-looking and low-quality gadgets on it.
But in Lin Ran's mind, he didn't think so. Compared to the cookie-cutter markets in Beijing, the stalls and handicrafts here were full of personality.
Some handicrafts use common raw materials, but they contain the creativity and inspiration of the makers. It is not an exaggeration to call them high-quality products.
They wandered around the market, looking at the handicrafts on both sides, and discovered some other things.
There are actually people taking portraits of others here, and you can even take pictures while riding horses.
It seems that this market has everything not just antiques and souvenirs, making it a shopping paradise.
Although there were many things, there were only a few that really interested Lin Ran.
Xu Ning was dazzled by what he saw. He stopped for a while in front of each stall, and then asked Lin Ran: "What do you think of this?"
"Please, you buy such a horrible gift for a girl?" Lin Ran looked at the bagpipe made of bones and really didn't know what Xu Ning was thinking.
"Girls don't like this thing? I thought they all liked small musical instruments." Xu Ning lost interest in an instant and threw the bone flute back to the stall.
His emotional intelligence is really worrisome, and he is very unlucky to be chosen by Xu Ning.
Lin Ran thought jokingly, but he did not forget the purpose of coming to the market.
Looking closer, Lin Ran found some interesting gifts.
They stopped in front of a small jewelry stall. These handmade jewelry are not expensive and are suitable for giving gifts.
Hearing what Lin Ran said, Xu Ning was full of expectations.
The boss is a Mongolian woman with a strong body and a bold personality: "Don't miss it, you two. These are all jewelry made by me."
The stalls have a full range of jewelry, including bracelets, bracelets, earrings, and keychains, most of which are silver jewelry.
The shapes are different, but they are very exquisite. The surface of the jewelry is also engraved with various patterns such as cloud patterns, harem patterns, fire patterns, as well as flowers, plants, dragons and phoenixes, flowers, birds, fish and insects.
Lin Ran picked up one of the bracelets and checked it out. Sure enough, it was handmade.
It has the traditional silver jewelry style of Mongolia. In later generations, due to the emergence of mechanization, the handicraft industry was severely impacted, so that even when shopping on the grasslands, it was difficult to find authentic traditional handicrafts.
The characteristics of their silver jewelry are also very obvious, and their beauty is large and heavy.
Hairpins, hairpins, earrings, rings, bracelets, bracelets, necklaces, hairpins...
Hearing that this thing was good, Xu Ning did his part and bought one each.
Seeing Xu Ning's generosity, the proprietress couldn't help but smile from ear to ear, and quickly introduced the saber and silver lock to her.
"If a man wears this thing, he will look elegant, and the customers will look handsome. Wearing this saber, the little girl will love her to death," the proprietress joked.
Xu Ning shook his head firmly: "No need."
He bought 200 yuan worth of jewelry in one go, and the landlady specially gave him a cowhide bag to put all the jewelry in.
Lin Ran didn't buy any of them. Although the silver handicrafts were commemorative, his family didn't need them, and Yuan Qianyun probably didn't like them either.
He thought it would be more reliable to bring some cultural toys back with him.
After helping Xu Ning buy things, he was not in a hurry to go back, but followed Lin Ran silently.
Just when he felt bored and was about to go back, a middle-aged man wearing a hat said behind them: "You two gentlemen, don't you look down on these defective products in the market?"
The voice sounded a bit vulgar, and Lin Ran didn't want to pay attention to it. He thought it was a salesman: "I can't say it's defective, I'm just not interested."
"Hehe." He stopped in front of the two of them, rubbed his hands back and forth, and said, "Why don't you come to my shop and have a look. You will be satisfied with the items inside."
"Are you satisfied with me?" Lin Ran looked at this man. He was wearing Mongolian clothes and his small eyes looked particularly sinister and cunning. However, Lin Ran found that his shoes were exactly the same as those worn by Liu Jingfeng.
This kind of shoes can not only prevent leaving footprints, but also have a certain anti-slip effect.
There is still a lot of dust on his shoes. If you guessed correctly, he should be a tomb robber.
Thinking of this, Lin Ran became somewhat interested. Seeing that he didn't answer anything, he continued to ask, "What if I'm not satisfied?"
"Take a look first and then talk. I can see that you guys are knowledgeable people." He waved to the two of them. Xu Ning glanced at Lin Ran and followed him quickly when he nodded.
They went all the way north, some distance away from the market. There was a small camp here, surrounded by wooden fences, with many yurts inside.
"We're inviting you inside." At the gate of the camp, there were a few burly men feeding their horses. When they saw them coming, they stopped what they were doing and stared at them.
Lin Ran was a little hesitant. If they encountered horse thieves, they would not be able to eat and walk away.
"We'd better not go in." Lin Ran stopped. He knew very well that a gentleman should not stand behind a dangerous wall.
Seeing their worries, the man smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? We are serious professionals."
He said to the men feeding the horses: "You are scaring the customers, please leave immediately."
Several big men looked displeased: "What the hell? Do you think we are horse bandits?"
"Actually, it doesn't matter if I tell you. We are a Khan horse gang. Most of the cultural relics merchants in it are engaged in the robbing business and usually make a lot of money. When it comes to robbery, we are really not interested. If you are really afraid, forget it. .”
Lin Ran felt relieved that the man was so honest.
Since it's a back-and-forth fight, you really shouldn't do robbing.
But Lin Ran still kept an eye out and took a look at the nearby terrain so that he could escape from behind if he encountered danger.
They walked into the tent together. This was not a camp, but a large antique trading market.